One of the strangest things about life is that the poor, who need the money the most, are the ones that never have it.
Show me a man with very little money and I will show you a bum.
There is a noble manner of being poor, and who does not know it will never be rich.
The poor would never be able to live at all if it were not for the poor.
If the rich could hire other people to die for them, the poor could make a wonderful living.
Whoever shuts his ears at the cry of the poor, they also shall cry themselves, but not be heard.
Who ever mocks the poor insults his maker; and he that is glad at calamities shall not go unpunished.
We were very poor, this is a huge blow but we've got to take it on the chin
I used to think I was poor. Then they told me I wasn't poor, I was needy. Then they told me it was self-defeating to think of myself as needy. I was deprived. (Oh not deprived but rather underprivileged.) Then they told me that underprivileged was overused. I was disadvantaged. I still don't have a dime. But I have a great vocabulary.
Poverty is not a shame, but the being ashamed of it is.
Poverty is a wonderful thing. It sticks to a man after all his friends have forsaken him.
The best way to help poor people is to not be one of them.
What a devil art thou, Poverty! How many desires -- how many aspirations after goodness and truth -- how many noble thoughts, loving wishes toward our fellows, beautiful imaginings thou hast crushed under thy heel, without remorse or pause!
Not he who has little, but he whose wishes more, is poor.
I worked myself up from nothing to extreme poverty.
Look at me. I worked my way up from nothing to a state of extreme poverty.
Anyone who has struggled with poverty knows how extremely expensive it is to be poor.